After the change from Daylight Savings Time to Standard Time, the custom is to adjust all clocks by an hour.
Not me.
The bedside clock is too difficult for me to remember which buttons to push. I'd do the math in my head, whichever way, to get the actual time.* Usually, this scheme works well. This season, I knew that whatever time was displayed, I would need to add an hour. It has been a workable system...until this morning.
The alarm clock read 2:00, (I assume PM).* I would have to leave the house by 12:30 to make it on time to Telling Our Stories. I thought, Well, I missed it.
That's what I get for snoozing. I overdid it today.
Time to change the batteries.
⏰
* Uh-oh; me and math are a dangerous combination
* When you assume, it makes an ASS out of U and ME.
No comments :
Post a Comment